Shangguan Yuqing's big tearful eyes suddenly widened, and she stared at the confident and resolute face in front of her in disbelief, which made her particularly fascinated and excited. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Zhuo Yifan glanced at Shangguan Yuqing, and his heart suddenly warmed, he slowly retracted his gaze, and was pushed out of the cell by those officials.

Shangguan Yuqing frowned, gritted her teeth, wiped the tears in her eyes, and her bright eyes began to stare at the direction of Zhuo Yifan's distance again, and the pair of clear eyes looked quietly, watched, and were silent for a long time.

......

"Bang dang!"

When Zhuo Yifan was still slightly distracted by what happened just now, those people had already led him to the door of the stone room.

opened the familiar stone door, and when Zhuo Yifan came to this stone room before, he was in a comfortable mood. But this time he felt a little heavy, as if this stone door was pressing on his heart, dragging his sturdy body and walking slowly.

The stone door opened, and a cold smell came to his face, and there was still a person hanging on the torture rack in the stone room, looking unclothed, the whip had shredded his clothes, and a blood-red wound appeared in front of him.

Liu Ranmo was standing next to him, pouring tea into his wound with the tea in his hand, and his heart-rending pain had crawled all over his face, obviously to the point of no further pain.

Liu Ranmo saw Zhuo Yifan in front of the stone room, stopped the movement in his hand, he smiled at Zhuo Yifan treacherously, then shook the tea in his hand, and said excitedly: "Boy, why don't you try this too?"

Zhuo Yifan didn't speak, his black eyes looked at the stone room brightly, he hadn't taken a good look at these torture instruments when he came before, but now he had to examine them.

Seeing this, Liu Ranmo was happy again, he picked up a reddened iron, and then took a sip of tea, he didn't swallow it, but aimed at the raised iron, and the reddened ironbrand met the water that was spewed out, making a sizzling sound, and then emitting white smoke.

"Boy, aren't you scared?"

Zhuo Yifan blinked, looked at the stone room, and looked at him very calmly, he knew how he couldn't escape from the battle, otherwise not only would he be tortured, but the master and they would also suffer.

So he smiled faintly: "Afraid? How is this possible, I said okay to experience the experience, haven't you started yet?"

Hearing his words, Liu Ranmo's eyes lit up a little, he clapped his hands and shouted: "You kid is still a kind, I thought you were timid!"

Zhuo Yifan walked into the stone room, looking at the torture instruments hanging on the wall of the stone room, he slowly walked into the depths, smiling while playing with these torture instruments, as if these torture tools were just exquisite works of art in his eyes.

He picked up a stick, the red surface of the staff was particularly conspicuous, I don't know if it was dyed red when it was made, or because it had ravaged the bodies of many people, it was dyed this color by blood, anyway, it was very bright red, especially terrifying.

Zhuo Yifan rotated the body of the staff with his hand, and secretly counted the number of edges of the cane, and after counting, Zhuo Yifan couldn't help but be surprised. It seems that the person who invented this instrument of torture was quite clever enough to know that a stick with a faceted face was still much more painful than a stick with a curved surface. Faced with such a tricky and harsh design, Zhuo Yifan shook his head helplessly.

Seeing this, Liu Ranmo was slightly stunned, and he put the soldering iron in his hand back into the charcoal fire. Turning around, he took the prism staff in Zhuo Yifan's hand, his eyes swept over, and he asked with a smile on his face: "It seems that you have a soft spot for this set of torture instruments!"

Zhuo Yifan looked at the prism staff in his hand, a smile flashed across his face, and he said jokingly: "I'm just curious, who invented this exquisite object, but I can't talk about it." ”

Liu Ranmo looked at Zhuo Yifan suspiciously, and couldn't help but be stunned, the latter at this time was looking at the prism staff in his hand with a smile, it was hard to imagine that Zhuo Yifan was still in the mood to trace the origin of this prism staff at this time.

"Boss Zhao?"

Liu Ranmo took advantage of Zhuo Yifan's question and raised the prism scepter in his hand: "Tell me, who invented this scepter?"

When Zhao Cell Boss heard this, he hurriedly ran forward, took the stick in his hand, was silent for a while, and said with a frown: "Liu Gongzi, I'm just a cell boss, this torture instrument has been here since I entered this cell, so I don't know who invented it." ”

After Liu Ranmo heard this, his body paused, he turned his head to look at Zhuo Yifan, and Zhuo Yifan was also looking at him, with a calm smile on his face.

Seeing this, Liu Ranmo's heart rose with some surprise, "Boy, if you want to delay time, don't dream!" Liu Ranmo's eyes suddenly lit up, staring at Zhuo Yifan's side face, and said faintly.

Zhuo Yifan frowned, he looked at Liu Ranmo suspiciously, and then was silent, just shrugged his shoulders.

Liu Ranmo looked at the three sets of torture tools he picked up just now, the first set of whipping, but he had already used it just now, obviously he used it now, and it was estimated that he would not be too interested.

The second set of branding punishments, this set of torture tools that Liu Ranmo wanted to use on Zhuo Yifan the most, but he saw that Zhuo Yifan seemed to be very interested in cane punishment, and as long as the cane punishment was well controlled, it was not easy to cause death, so he decisively chose the latter.

Liu Ranmo slowly raised his head, threw the stick in his hand in front of Zhuo Yifan, and stared at him gloomily. At this moment, his gaze seemed to turn into countless swords, flying towards Zhuo Yifan's head and face, and stabbing at his arrogant face.

"Seeing that you have such a soft spot for it, then I'll help you choose it. After that, that gloomy gaze suddenly became excited, as if Zhuo Yifan's hideous color that had been tortured with a cane appeared in front of him at this moment.

Zhuo Yifan looked at Liu Ranmo's appearance and shook his head helplessly. At that moment, there was a hint of joy in his dark eyes, and then he smiled at Zhao Prison next to him. This smile has a deep meaning, and I'm afraid only the two of them can know the reason.

As the jailers walked briskly, they brought a wooden case, which was covered with iron chains at both ends, which were used to bind the upper and lower bodies of the condemned person when he was lying on it, so that he could be better punished.

It is incomprehensible to see the objects produced by this harsh and tricky wisdom to say that human beings punish themselves.

Liu Ranmo looked at the case that was brought in, his brows furrowed, and he stared at Zhuo Yifan with some sarcasm: "Boy, today I want you to taste the taste of this scepter." ”

Zhuo Yifan looked at the domineering Liu Ranmo, but smiled: "Then thank you Liu Gongzi!"

Liu Ranmo saw that Zhuo Yifan was unimpressed, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a chill was reflected in his eyes, in this Bocheng realm, he had never met someone like Zhuo Yifan who was so unknown. (To be continued.) )